Looking decidedly sheepish the tramp marched out of the house, holding both hands over his head. In a moment Constable Peabody was behind him and had the rascal handcuffed.
“Now you other fellows come out, too,” said the officer. “One at a time, and with your hands up. If you try any funny work I’ll order my men to fire.”
There was a pause for a moment and then Noxy slouched out. He was quickly followed by Muley, who looked as if he wanted very much to run away. But the tramps were given no chance to escape, and soon all were tightly handcuffed.
“Well, how do you like the situation?” asked Joe, as he faced Muley. “Can’t you tell me what time it is?”
The tramp looked at the young hunter and then fell back a step.
“You!” he gasped.
“I say, can’t you tell me what time it is? If you’ll remember, you have my watch and chain.”
“Say dis beats de nation,” murmured Muley. “Did youse fellers follow us up?”
“We did.”
“What have you done with my brother’s watch?” asked Harry.